Thirteen became more and more unwilling, she wrinkled her brows and said: "Brother Huang said that the most beloved thing in the world is Thirteen, then it will always be Thirteen!" That Gao Lan, why did she get the favor of the royal brother! ”

As soon as he heard that she dared to raise Lan's name, the emperor's face suddenly became fierce, he pointed at Thirteen, and his words were loud: "Thirteen, you listen well!" I'll only tolerate you fooling around this once! If you dare to hurt Gao Lan next time, I won't let you go! ”

The expression on Thirteen's face froze suddenly......

"What! Gao Lan, she's not dead?! Thirteen's bodies trembled, and they muttered to themselves in despair, "How is this possible! ”

Immediately, Thirteen pulled the emperor's sleeve and asked a little crazy: "Brother Huang, that Gao Lan will come back, right......?"

When the emperor saw that she had already admitted it, he remembered that she had done such a vicious thing as burning Gao Lan with fire, and was full of disappointment with her, so he threw his sleeves away angrily.

Thirteen was wearing a bright red wedding dress, prostrate on the ground, and cried bitterly: "Brother Huang, Brother Huang, Brother Huang, I was wrong......"

When the emperor came out of the Yanque Palace, he didn't even sit down, he walked briskly in front of him alone, Ding Quan frowned and didn't know what to say, and he was busy following quickly with small steps.

Zhong Ling in the Horse Mansion is also ready, ready to enter the palace to marry Thirteen. Zhong Ling, who was tall and dressed in a wedding dress on a big horse, was expressionless.

Red itself has always been worn, but this wedding dress ...... He wore it for the second time. Zhong Ling couldn't help but think of the first time she wore a wedding dress and met Bai Qingqing's past. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but blur a sweet smile.

"Hey, that's the right expression! Horse Master! Ma Qiao, the little eunuch given by the emperor next to him, took a look and said quickly.

Zhong Ling was stunned and returned to reality from her memories. The smile on his face gradually receded, and he saw that he was about to enter the palace in front of him. He sighed imperceptibly......

The emperor's sister got married, and the battle in the palace was naturally not small, the ceremony that should be taken is gone, and the worship is gone, Zhong Ling is like a walking corpse, and he didn't even look at the people around him who wore the same clothes as him.

The man under the hijab also had no interest in paying attention to him. Thirteen still had tears on her face, and she remembered the emperor's warning expression on her, so fierce and cruel...... The royal brother will never be like this, he is always so doting, gentle and considerate to himself, when does the imperial brother become unrecognizable...... That's right, it's Gao Lan! It must be because of the high blue!

On the thirteen faces under the red hijab, a ruthless and vicious expression appeared at this moment.

The sound of congratulations and blessings kept coming around, but it couldn't reach the ears of the two newlyweds at all.

Zhong Ling's eyes kept searching the crowd, looking for his figure, although he really didn't want to see him on this occasion, Zhong Ling still didn't want to miss any opportunity to see him.

The outer wall of the Horse Mansion was a little cold, and his back had been attached to it for a long time, and Bai felt cold.

Mo Shaozhi walked in the distance, his white and light face was a little pale in the dim moonlight.

Mo Shaozhi, who rarely drinks alcohol, was holding a wine jug in his hand at the moment, and raised his head and drank a few sips: "Ah-"

The bitter white wine slid down his throat and fell into his body with a burst of heat.

"No wonder Brother Bai likes to drink," Mo Shaozhi said leisurely, "If there is anything you don't want to say, it's all in the wine!" As he spoke, he handed over the flask in his hand.

It's rare that today's white light dripping wine has not been stained, and it is very sober. Facing the wine jug handed over by Mo Shaozhi, he was stunned.

Mo Shaozhi said: "What? Don't want to drink? ”

Bai Qingqing smiled bitterly: "You need to be in the mood to drink, and I'm not in the mood today!" ”

Mo Shaozhi smiled lightly: "What kind of mood does Brother Bai need to drink?" Good mood? Bad mood? ”

Bai Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said loudly: "Good mood, bad mood, they are all in the mood, but now they have no feeling at all, Brother Mo, you may understand." ”

After Bai Qingqing finished speaking, his back moved away from the wall and walked slowly.

Mo Shaozhi followed.

The two followed one after the other, aimlessly.

Mo Shaozhi took one sip after another, drinking the wine in his hand as he walked. "Haha, it's delicious, I won't drink tea anymore, I'll drink instead." Mo Shaozhi said drunkenly, and began to walk crookedly.

Bai Qingqing in front of him stopped, looked back at the already drunk person behind him, and sighed: "Zhong Ling's kid is married, you have a good time!" ”

"Drink! White brother do! Good wine, a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant! We're drunk! Mo Shaozhi kept chattering, and continued to raise his head and pour wine while chattering.

Bai Qingqing saw that he was getting more and more out of control, and hurriedly walked towards him: "Don't drink it!" You can't go back if you drink again! ”

After speaking, he snatched the flask from his hand.

Then he shook the flask, stunned: "Empty?!" ”

He looked at the white and red face, and was smirking at himself, and Bai Qingqing sighed: "Alas! Why do you bother, Young Master Mo, who has never drunk and is dignified, made himself like this for me! ”

After he finished speaking, Mo Shaozhi's soles were weak and crumbling, and Bai Qingqing hurriedly supported him: "Hey, don't fall!" Where did this go? He looked helplessly at the darkness around him.

At this time, Mo Shaozhi was completely unconscious, and Bai Qingqing was helpless, so he had to carry him on his back and walk back slowly.

"So heavy! It's going to exhaust me! Mo Shaozhi, you're not here to comfort me, you're here to torture me! Xiao Lingling is gone, you still come to bully me, wait until I sue Gao Lan then! Bai Qingqing carried Mo Shaozhi on his back and moved his steps with difficulty......

The thirteen maids who were sitting on the bed only went out, lifted their hijabs by themselves, tore off the wedding clothes on her body, threw them on the ground, and then plugged the door and lay on the bed by herself.

The maid who came back saw that she couldn't open the door, and kept calling outside.

Zhong Ling came over and said coldly: "Don't call, you all stand down." ”

"Yes!"

Zhong Ling glanced inside, didn't say anything, and left alone.

Zhong Ling returned to the side room, retreated from her wedding clothes, leaned back on the chair, and whispered: "Uh......"

It's been a long day, and it's finally over for him.

Zhong Ling, who looked up at the beams of the house, had empty eyes.

Brother he...... Didn't come. Where is he? What's he doing......

Zhong Ling's mind was full of white lightness, especially tonight, his heart became more and more uncontrollable to miss him.

He couldn't help it, he wanted to go to him now.

As soon as Zhong Ling walked to the door, he saw Ma Qiao hiding in the shadows......

He slowly retracted his steps again, and Zhong Ling said to himself in his heart: No, no, now is not the time.

He walked over to the table, picked up the flask, poured it down, and then walked to the bed, where he collapsed at once.

Bai Qingqing finally carried the drunken Mo Shaozhi back to the Nine Kings Mansion.

I was tired and panting.

The little raccoon cat and they were all surprised when they looked at Mo Shaozhi who was drunk like this, but they soon understood his intentions......